#aha-- so they do

[blujayonthewing]

why are their stats so good??

[ciderjacks]

She’s the most like me

[rad-roche]

the treatment is rough, the job is difficult, but at least the pay is awful

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

some misc Barn & Wally doodles from the past week or so <3 i heart them

[stxphy2]

Musical

Movie

it’s September… YALL KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS.

Also, I was obsessed with house of the dragon for the past few weeks so yeah. Mb for not posting😞

Here’s y’all’s food.

[pleucas]

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR ART! <33

if you take suggestions, can you make Gin? She's so underrated in my opinion. And maybe soukoku at a bar. Yk. (If you haven't already, of course)

Ty! Keep up the great work! :3

!! love gin, won’t pass on a chance to draw her

^^ BEAST!gin just because

And abt skk in a bar… look out for the next painting ;)

[starry-bi-sky]

I'm in A Mood™ (stressed) so im going back to my roots of melting two character together into one person. So bruce wayne!danny fenton. Danny Fenton who, for eight years, grew up in a beautiful gothic manor with his mom and dad under the name "Bruce Wayne". Playing piano with his mother, running around the manor with his father.

Then when he's eight it's ripped away from him. There's blood on his hands and pearls pooling at his feet, and both his parents are dead in front of him.

And he gets shipped off to distant relatives "the Fentons" shortly after, Alfred close on his heels because someone needs to take care of him, someone that knows him. Bruce goes to the Fentons for the safety of anonymity. Gotham's press wants to sink its teeth into him.

Danny misses his city even if it took everything from him. There are shadows in his eyes and he's pale as a sheet even beside his distant cousins, and they change his name to "Danny Fenton' because nobody should know that their newest child was illustrious orphan Bruce Wayne.

They call him Bruce behind closed doors. Danny prefers it that way, he clings onto the name -- the one his parents gave him -- like a lifeline. He makes friends with Sam and Tucker. Tucker takes one look at the willowy, morbid little boy standing in the corner like a shade, ghosts in his eyes, and drags him out into the sunlight, and takes him over to Sam.

When Danny is twelve, he's still not over it -- and he's a little obsessed with the Fentons' research, with the morbid. He has books upon books on death, murder, detective work. Anything he can get his hands on. And stars. He loves stars.

Alfred owns the apartment next to them and comes over regularly. Danny clings to him.

When Danny is twelve, he's still quiet, meek, a shy little thing prone to being bullied. Freaky little Fenton with the night in his eyes and too-cold skin even before he put one foot in the grave. in a sleepover in his room with Sam and Tucker, he tells them the truth. They're his friends, he trusts them.

"My name is Bruce." he murmurs, voice quiet as the breeze, always quiet. he's staring at his star-covered sheets.

"Like Bruce Wayne?" Tucker asks, a joking tone in his voice.

Danny smiles a little, lamb-like with insecurity. "I am Bruce Wayne." And he takes them down to the lab, disrupting Maddie and Jack, to prove it. Sam tells them of her own wealth then shortly after. They start calling Danny "Bruce" in private too -- its trust. Thats what it is. It's trust.

Sam goes to media functions and comes back with aching feet and complaints on her tongue -- and Danny soaks it up all like a sponge, splayed across a beanbag chair with Tucker in her room. He's not envious of her, he used to go to events with his parents and they kept him safe from the ugly of Gotham's Elite. For the most part. He's had comments made at him, he doesn't miss them.

Alfred returns to the manor semi-regularly, Danny goes with him. he wanders the hallways and helps Alfred clean, the last thing either of them want is for their home to fall into disrepair. He brings Jazz with him next time, then Tucker, then Sam. They all help him clean, and he shows them his room. The one across from his parents', it feels strange.

When Danny dies when he's fourteen, the first adult he tells is Alfred. He and Jazz go over to his house more often than they stay in the Fentonworks building. At least at Alfred's, the food doesn't come to life. Alfred sits at the kitchen table and weeps when Danny tells him, Jazz is upstairs, and its just the two of them.

Danny's ghost form wears pearls around his wrist and the gloves look stained with some kind of black substance. He looks like a child who died in a lab accident, but he also looks like a child who has shadows dripping off his shoulders, curling at his feet, hanging from his eyes.

because amorphous blob batman has my heart always and danny/bruce will not escape it even in death even if that IS the only reason im giving him Mild BatBlob Vibes...so far

when they go to the manor, alfred helps danny make a pile of stones between Martha and Thomas' graves, nobody but the two of them (and sam and tucker) will know what it means. (not even bruce's children later down the line, not for a long, long time)

danny dives into ghost fighting on shaky feet and not half as witty as he once was in one world. he's skittish, skittering between blasts from shadow to shadow and clumsily making his way through each battle. but helping people lights a fire in him. he still has shadows dripping off his feet but there's a purpose in his eyes.

and god help him, he's going to help people.

[timethehobo]

Spent too long on it but I just wanted to do up a character sheet for Boomie had he been in Suicide Squad ISEKAI. 💪 Just for the fun of it.

[takethelx3]

when ur platonic bro is just helping u stretch while u platonically yap about ur MAGNUM DO-- detective skills.

[megamyceted]

ETHAN & ROSEMARY WINTERS resident evil village: shadows of rose, 2022

[ribs02]

so many crushes!!!

initial unfinished ver

[ohitslen]

Happy birthday TRIGUN STAMPEDE!! 🎉

[messysketchyobeyme]

“You’re drunk.”

Lucifer hums. His eyelids droop slightly. “Perhaps…maybe a little,” he says, his words slurred and his breath tinged with the distinct smell of alcohol.

Lucifer had just gotten back from an outing to the Demon Lord’s Castle, only to immediately slump to your room. While you are than happy to spend time with Lucifer, it is still a little off-putting to see him act like this.

“What am I going to do with you?” you ask. You sound exasperated, but there’s an edge of playfulness to your tone.

Your fingers rest on the side of his face. You caress his soft skin before tilting his head toward you, so you can kiss his cheek.

Lucifer brings his hand to his lips to stifle a laugh.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” You pepper more kisses against his cheek, slowly moving to trail along the underside of his jaw.

The warmth of his skin beckons you to continue, and you can feel his cheek rumble when he bursts into quiet giggles.

“That tickles,” he laughs. Lucifer squirms in place but doesn’t make any move to push you away. Rather, he wraps his arms around you in a hug and pulls you closer.

“Good,” you say in between kisses.

[krashlite]

Some rough animation for an upcoming project!

we love some good ol british games hehe

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

a funny lil flower that suits a funny lil guy

[floweroflaurelin]

🎶 The Crown…

Pix now wears the Crown… 🎶

—

The moment of recognition when that ancient and powerful thing deep in the catacombs… discovers the Crown.